Dragoncrest Cliffs we'll be at orale by 3 pm friday.

Kheviel's ear twitched, twitched, then twitched again. She groaned. Away, you brute. You've had me once. That's all you're getting. She turned and lay her head the other way, protecting the ear he'd just been blowing on, or whatever he'd been doing. Her body was yet still languid and relaxed, but she was sure that would dissipate soon and her old hurts would return. She wanted to enjoy her peaceful sleep while she could.